Chapter 13 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Flying Foxes were unique creatures. They did not possess a high level of cultivation and were less aggressive. But they were rare beings of light with extraordinary healing abilities. Their flesh and blood possessed a strong vitality, almost like elixirs.

Legend has it that consuming a piece of a mature Flying Fox’s meat could raise people from the dead, drinking a drop of its blood could help bones to grow flesh. Having it meant having an endless supply of elixirs.

However, it was extremely difficult to tame a Flying Fox. It needed girls who were pure-hearted, kind, and beings of light. So people called it the guardian of the angels. Only angels deserved a Flying Fox.

Besides, Flying Foxes had a pair of observant, all-knowing eyes. They could read your mind and see the good and evil of your nature. No matter how good you disguise yourself, you could not deceive their eyes.

“Don’t tell me you want to eat them for dinner!” Wutian’s face darkened. He gripped the eager little thing and educated it, telling it that Flying Foxes were intelligent beings, that it should not make them a target because it went against Nature.

“Caw!”

The little thing struggled to get away, its eyes gleaming with light, saliva all over the place. It kept kicking its limbs, smacking his hands, but stopping short of biting him.

Wutian pressed it down with force and would not let it go no matter what. Otherwise, with the nature of this thing, the fate of that Flying Fox would not look good.

He looked around. The top of the cliff was about a square mile in area. Other than rows of pine trees and bamboo, there were flowers that emanated fragrant smells standing gracefully up here.

“That’s the place?”

Wutian looked past the Flying Fox and saw a pond that was about thirty feet across. The water was crystal clear, growing with water lilies. Droplets on the leaves glittered in the light. The pink flowers were budding with grace and charm.

A quaint house was beside the pond.

Wutian was baffled, wondering why someone would want to live in such a remote place roaming with savage beasts. This pure land in the wild was incredible.

“Caw, caw!”

Little Tian kicked with its rear legs. It stopped struggling after a while when it saw that Wutian had no intention of letting it go. It patted Wutian’s hand and gestured with its limbs, telling him to let it go and that it would not eat the Flying Fox.

But Wutian shook his head.

Little Tian rolled its eyes, raised its front limbs, and made some sounds, as though it was swearing.

Wutian was of two minds about it. He loosened his grip but kept an eye on it. If Little Tian did something stupid, he would grab it at the drop of a hat.

Little Tian felt it was unfairly treated, looking like a shriveled eggplant, listless and depressed. But it occasionally glanced sideways at the Flying Fox at the meadow, its eyes moving back and forth, seemingly contemplating something.

It stood up on two legs suddenly and gestured, using its hind leg to point at its crotch.

Wutian knew what this gesture meant; Little Tian wanted Wutian to keep the Flying Fox as a pet. It was a tempting proposition, no doubt about it. If he could keep the Flying Fox, it was akin to having a mobile dispensary. But he knew he did not possess any of the qualities that made the Flying Fox want to follow him as its master.

Little Tian seemed to have read his mind. It pointed at itself with one limb and at the meadow with another, then crossed its limbs, meaning it would go. If that thing did not comply, it would use force.

It even patted itself on the belly, telling Wutian that he would not hurt the Flying Fox but let it submit to him willingly.

Wutian could not resist the temptation. He thought for a moment, then nodded his agreement.

Little Tian’s slender eyes narrowed and started drooling. It quickly wiped the saliva away, trying to hide his expression. But Wutian had noticed it.

“A leopard can’t change its spots. I knew your intention.” The blue veins in its skin began to bulge, and Wutian knocked it on the head. Little Tian rubbed its skull in pain, looking sad.

Wutian shook his head and ignored its expression. He got to his feet and walked to the meadow, wanting to try his luck. Who knows, maybe the Flying Fox might want to follow him?

Little Tian toddled behind him. Its sad face had disappeared, and its eyes brightened up as it saw the Flying Fox as a gourmet delicacy.

They were too conspicuous and alarmed the Flying fox as a result. It looked over with a pair of black pearl-like eyes, suspicious like a human. But after a while, it looked away and started to doze off.

Wutian was surprised. By right, the Flying Fox should have been alarmed when there were intruders. But it seemed that this thing could not have cared less.

He strode over, then bent down, trying to touch it. What surprised him was that this beautiful creature did not feel uncomfortable at all. It opened its eyes, listlessly glancing at him before going back to its little world.

Its fur glistened in the light, and silky smooth to the touch. Its body gave out a faint scent that was pleasant and refreshing.

“This thing has a strong vitality and healing ability!” Wutian exclaimed. By just inhaling its body scent, he could already feel his old wound and injury starting to heal. So, the legend was true.

A shadow with two rows of glinting steel teeth lunged at the Flying Fox. Wutian smacked his forehead; that thing never gave up. He grabbed Little Tian and punched it in the face, then reprimanded it before flinging it out and away.